This was his hammer, it’s probably older than he was. Steel always seems to dull after long enough, something about age that always changes things, rusts things: the sea air out here on the coast weathering life. This dull brown hammer has so much more life than most of his other possessions: its head, flecked … Continue reading Life Within Small Things
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The Importance of Loss
It was a childhood toy, a small bear so loved and so worn, bought long ago by your mother, my wife. You were too young then, too young to see how she fretted over this bear while standing outside the toy store, a bundled ball of pride and anxiousness, wanting to find the perfect bear … Continue reading The Importance of Loss
Up round where old ghosts meet
Two men stood by the headstone of George Halthorpe as Autumn had begun to drop its leaves upon the hill. The day grew pale, casting a long shadow across the ground: blanketing old memories, allowing them rest.Beyond, the setting sun had lost the valley in shadow, small plumes of smoke wicked into the sky as … Continue reading Up round where old ghosts meet
Sunday Short Stories 